Herein I write about the inane details of my life, including the arrival of the fabulous and spunkiest toddler EVER, Miss Thang; the evil workings of my two darling hell-minions, my cats; the fabulous love of a dreamy man whom I married, The Funasaurus; my overall dislike of anything exercise-y; and my grand aspirations to one day be the reigning monarch of Norway... and also to hold the record for gallons of cabernet consumed in one happy hour. Oh. And a love of run-on sentences. Bienvenue!

Monday, December 22, 2008

Keeping Busy

I spent my weekend not shopping for others and sharing the Christmas spirit so much as getting pampered and meditating at super awesome spa in Santa Fe. It was really fabulous. I got a facial and promptly a new zit, as facials are apt to cause. I sat in a overheated hot tub, sautéing my skin to a lovely bright pink with some girlfriends. We were joined by Naked Guy, who was allowed to be naked seeing as how it was bathing suit optional. But still. He was like, “traveling with my dog blah blah blah” and all I could think was “PENIS”!

After a bit of conversation with naked guy, we left to go sit in the meditation room. I was all into my om mani padme hums when Naked Guy made a reappearance, though this time cloaked in his kimono. He settled into a corner apart from us, and immediately reclined. The snoring started about thirty seconds later. The hot tub had apparently exhausted Naked Guy. I took that as the universe excusing me from further meditation. We left and packed for our ridiculously long drive home.

Tonight we went to the Nuggets game. Our friends won tickets in a contest, and the only caveat was that one of them had to appear on the Jumbotron wearing a t-shirt of the sponsor while rooting for the Nuggets to wine six points in the first minute of the fourth quarter so that they could win $10,000. Selfishly, the Nuggets did not have my friend’s financial interest in mind and they only managed to score one point. At least she got to keep the sponsor’s t-shirt. And the Nuggets won.

What spa were you at? Ten thousand waves? How come you never came down there to do that when I lived in ABQ!!??!?!?! Sounds fun....naked man aside. Merry Christmas to you and the Hubby! Hope you have a wonderful holiday! Love and miss you!